Lily was barely given time to reluctantly slide into the pink panties; the smooth satin and stiff frills immediately began to gently chafe her exceptionally sensitive skin.
For the first time in her life, she experienced such an extreme sensation, standing in a sheer, frilly scrap of fabric from which her fluffy bunny tail protruded proudly in the back, while in the front, her small, hardened shaft stood out prominently beneath the shameless inscription Miss Vespera embroidered above the cutout.
Vespera completely ignored Lily’s quiet embarrassment. With a swift, enthusiastic movement, she handed her the next item of clothing - something at first glance equally delicate and pink, but far more rigid, reinforced with tight corset boning running from top to bottom.
It was a soft satin corset in a sweet shade of pink, trimmed at the top and bottom with a thick layer of snow-white lace. The boning and the back ribbons featured a bright, almost neon hue.
The design boasted deeply cut demi-cups that easily lifted her breasts, shaping them into delicate, sensually displayed mounds. A large, intensely pink bow sat directly between the cup halves, while four smaller ones decorated the ends of the garter straps dangling below.
Compared to the panties, putting on the corset proved to be a absolute nightmare for Lily. Lacking any experience with women’s attire - after all, Cordelia had done all the work for her the previous time - the girl loosened the ribbon at the back as much as possible.
She managed to pull it over herself and tighten the fabric just enough so it wouldn’t fall to the floor. For her, that was more than sufficient, but to Vespera, such a state of affairs constituted an absolute mockery of the tailoring craft.
“Come, let me help you lace it tight, darling~” the Demon Queen offered helpfully, not even waiting for a response.
Before Lily could so much as turn around, Vespera stepped up behind her, seized the wide ribbons, and began pulling them with ruthless force.
She tightened them far past the point of simple discomfort. Seeing that the fabric still had slight slack, she pressed her knee directly against the girl’s spine and lower ribs, cinching the laces with near-sadistic passion.
In a fraction of a second, Lily caught her breath in her chest, letting out a loud groan as if her ribcage were about to snap in two. The excess pink ribbon was tied into a massive, dangling bow, binding her pelvis and waist with terrifying momentum.
Another few centimeters vanished from her already tiny waist, which had a spectacular, immediate effect on her thighs and buttocks - pushed out from the corset, they gained an even more luscious, predatory volume.
Vespera took in the sight with a gleam of wild delight in her eyes. The nipped waist, the lifted breasts, and the involuntary groans and gasps escaping Lily’s lips aroused her more than anything else. Had it not been for a terrifying urge to see her pet in her full, complete outfit, she would have yanked her panties down and let her pet prove herself right then and there.
She figured, however, that since she had held back all night, she could easily endure a few additional minutes.
“U-Umm... Mistress...” Lily forced out meekly, resting her trembling hands on her chest and trying not to spark the ruler’s anger.
“Don’t you think... this corset is a tiny bit too tight? I can barely catch half a breath in it...”
Lily could have reached behind her back to loosen the ribbon, but the lack of Vespera’s permission formed an impenetrable barrier she was acutely aware of.
“Nonsense, bunny!” Vespera giggled, giving her heavily rounded buttock a fond pat.
“I want a maid with a flawlessly cinched waist so everything sits perfectly. Besides, many women in my palace have had to endure far more in the name of beauty, so I’m certain a big, tough guy like you can manage one little corset! Now put on the stockings. Make sure the seams are perfectly straight. It’s no rocket science - you’ll manage just fine~”
Vespera took two steps back, leaning back against the edge of the table, handing her the remaining items while gorging herself on the view.
Lily stood there with a bewildered, flushed face, desperately wanting to protest against being called a “big, tough guy.” Vespera’s words felt like a mockery, considering the size of her shaft.
She tossed aside the painful memories of her younger brother, however, and focused all her attention on the task at hand: the stockings.
They were sheer, snow-white, featuring a soft, pink Cuban heel transitioning into a straight seam up the back of the leg, leading to reinforced pink welt cuffs. The fabric seemed even more flimsy and delicate than yesterday’s.
Recalling Cordelia’s movements, Lily began rolling the stocking in her hands with the utmost, almost unnatural caution, before slowly sliding her smooth, delicate foot inside.
She moved extraordinarily slowly. The fact that she had to keep checking down below to ensure the back seam ran perfectly straight along her thick thigh did not help her speed in the slightest.
Yet she was so intensely focused on her task that she didn’t even notice Vespera watching her with a seductive smile. The sight of a helpless, terrified girl smoothing fabric over her slender legs brought pure bliss to the Demon Queen.
Had the stockings not been enchanted with magic, Lily would have destroyed them with her clumsy movements three times over by now, but for the moment, her efforts sufficed.
“Damn, darling... has anyone ever told you how insanely sexy you look when you slowly smooth those stockings over your thighs like that?”
Vespera purred, her voice dropping with desire. She bit her lower lip and began sensually touching her crotch through her gown without hesitation while Lily fought with the garter clips.
“Thank you, Mistress...” Lily mumbled cursorily, completely ignoring the spicy comment to focus on the clasps.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, both stockings were fastened, and the seams ran perfectly straight. A vast wave of relief flooded her chest.
“Damned sexy... Alright, let’s continue!” Vespera lit up, handing her the next layer.
“You’re still not ready, so put this on.”
She handed her a stiff, white mesh petticoat, followed immediately by a soft pink one and a bright neon pink one - only to add three more in the exact same sequence a moment later!
The waistband of these petticoats settled right below the narrowest part of her corset-bound waist, ending precisely at mid-thigh height over the stockings.
The layers constantly threatened to expose her thighs, and worse - reveal the pink panties with their cutouts. The stiff mesh flared outward dramatically over her new, heavy rear, granting the lower half of her body an almost absurd, gigantic volume.
The multi-layered undergarments were ready. Vespera finally deemed her pet eligible to wear the main dress itself.
Standing in this semi-dressed, extraordinarily binding state, Lily had little choice when she received the primary attire. The dress constituted the absolute, embarrassing climax of the entire ensemble.
Crafted from soft pink satin, it featured a flared skirt hem and short, puffy sleeves trimmed with thick, white lace frills. The collar was sewn in a classic Peter Pan style, with a decorative strip featuring three pink buttons running down the chest.
On the left side of the chest - directly over her small breast - a shameless inscription was embroidered in shimmering cursive thread: “Slut Lily”.
Large, airy bows were pinned at the top of the puffy sleeves, while smaller ones were evenly arranged around the white lace of the skirt.
Lily slid her arms inside with the utmost reluctance, but the moment the material settled onto her frame, Vespera pounced on her back with immediate eagerness and zipped it up.
The dress clung to her like a second skin, perfectly accentuating her cinched waist and holding up the petticoats.
“Aaaah! I knew you would look so dazzling! I absolutely adore this dress!” Vespera chirped with almost childlike excitement.
Lily felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment at the uninhibited, joyful behavior of her ruler.
Before she could even catch her breath, Vespera handed her the remaining accessories: a simple white satin apron trimmed in pink lace with a large bow at the back, a pair of white, lace fingerless gloves, and a satin maid headpiece. Lily put on each subsequent prop automatically, feeling like a complete, utter idiot.
Only when a pair of ten-centimeter, lacquered pink peep-toe heels appeared in Vespera’s hands did the girl attempt another gentle protest.
“U-Umm... Lady Vespera... I don’t think this is a good idea...” she forced out, activating her [Puppy Eyes] perk and speaking in the most velvety, sweet voice she could muster.
“I wouldn’t want to twist an ankle or break my legs... I had a gigantic problem with yesterday’s shoes!”
Vespera giggled, setting the heels onto the carpet right before her bare feet.
“You won’t do anything of the sort, my dear bunny, I promise you! I’ll be right here to support you and teach you how to walk in them. With your new silhouette and a little help from the System, you’ll get used to it quickly. Now slide those tiny feet in and stand up straight~”
Seeing the dangerous, dominant gleam in the Demon Queen’s eyes that sent cold shivers cascading down her spine, Lily flushed red across her cheeks and obeyed the order without another word.
She slid her feet into the lacquered pumps, her sweet, smooth toes emerging from the open front of the footwear.
“Splendid...” Vespera purred, her voice turning deep and saturated with desire. “Just one last thing, and it will be absolute perfection.”
She pulled a thick leather collar from her pocket, featuring a small brass heart dangling at the center.
On one side was engraved the inscription Slut Lily, and on the other, Royal Pet of the Demon Queen.
“Lean down, won’t you, Lily?” the aroused Vespera spoke.
Lily, feeling complete exhaustion and the futility of resistance, meekly lowered her neck toward her Mistress.
There was no point in fighting this final indignity. Yet as the leather strap bound her neck, a loud, metallic CLICK echoed in the air.
Lily froze. She realized the collar lacked a standard buckle - it had been secured with a real, magical lock, permanently marking her as Vespera’s property.
Before she could process that fact, Vespera shamelessly hooked a finger through the brass ring on the collar and yanked it downward with immense force!
“Ah!” Lily gasped, nearly losing her balance on the ten-centimeter heels.
The tug forced her to bend forward. In that exact fraction of a second, Vespera pounced on her lips, locking them in a deep, aggressive, intensely passionate kiss!
Lily’s eyes flew wide open in utter astonishment.
The simple act of dictating movements using the collar, combined with the sight of her small pet in this complete, humiliating maid outfit, had driven Vespera to the brink of madness.
Desire and possessiveness exploded in her mind like a cascade of fireworks. She wanted to kiss, squeeze, bite, touch, and use this entire petite body all at once. Her tongue invaded Lily’s mouth shamelessly, taking full, brutal control over it.
Lily, meanwhile, froze in a state of total, paralyzing shame. Her very first kiss in her entire life was taking place while she looked like a filthy maid, held by a collar on high heels.
And yet... deep within her chest, a strange, hitherto unknown feeling bloomed. Genuine butterflies fluttered in her stomach, sparked by a passion she had never experienced before.
Though the situation was humiliating in the extreme, Vespera, through her possessive presence, filled the horrific, black void in which Lily had vegetated for eons. She granted her a fierce, unquestionable sense of belonging - even if it operated on the premise of being treated like a living pet.
After a long moment, Vespera broke the passionate kiss, without letting go of the collar ring, however.
“Fuck... You are so terrifyingly hot, MY Lily...” she whispered in a raspy, aroused voice, staring at her flushed lips.
“Walking lessons in heels can wait a little while. Right now, you have a far more important duty for your Mistress. You excite me in this outfit; yesterday you even received a reward from me... It’s high time you repaid the favor right where I need it most. Kiss me down below, sweet-talker, and bring me to an orgasm. There is no nobler first task for my tiny bunny maid.”
With those words, the Demon Queen yanked firmly downward on the collar, and a resigned, shame-flushed Lily fell meekly to her knees directly before her thigh.